Young Dolph, Shy Glizzy, Trinidad James - Goodbye lyrics
[Young Dolph, Shy Glizzy, Trinidad James - Goodbye lyrics]
Man, shit
Man, how the fuck'd I get into this shit
Man? Fuck it
I fucked up and fell in love with her
(The streets) made my first six figures off
Of drugs with her (For real)
Smoking weed with the robbers
Sipping syrup with killers (It's Dolph)
Sunday morning I'm in church but
I'm a drug dealer (Dope boy)
This relationship that we
Share is unbreakable (I love you)
Your spot bitch you got in
My heart is irreplaceable (I swear)
Grandma tried her best to get me
To stay away from you (RIP)
Remember when I got locked and I
Caught my first case with you (Goddamn)
You taught these fuck niggas
And shiesty bitches (Fuck 'em)
That's why my motherfucking trigga
Finger always itchin'
They want me to leave you
Alone since I started rapping (Damn)
Dolph saying goodbye to the streets
That would never happen (Hell nah)
For real it's like no matter what I do
Where I go what I'm doing
Whereever I'm at
Across the country doing shows
Fucking with bad hoes
Always wanna go back to the trap amen, damn
I love the streets that's why I'm
Fucking up in high school
I'm breaking rules selling
Shoes skipping homeroom (Fuck that)
I've seen the youngest niggas
Pull up on assassins
On the old school nigga trunk slamming (yeah)
In the streets you can be a ho
In these streets you can be a boss
You wanna be a hood legend
You gotta make a choice
Either selling hard nigga or
Your playing sports (Ha)
Ain't no diploma in these
Streets just more drama (Hey)
Side bitches who ain't shit jelous baby mamas
I done made it out the streets
Thank God I started rapping (Amen)
But those streets are still in
Me damn I miss trapping
Yeah like all I know is these streets (yeah)
These streets made me bruh for real
Shy Glizzy, what's poppin'?
My future looking scary
I keep on selling heroin (Uh)
Screaming free the gang fuck the
Victim and the jury (Gang, free gang)
Just cop me some jewelry
Your bitch tell me she dare me (Bur, bur)
Diamonds very pretty, oh, shit my eyes blurry
Young Jefe, I'm a stunner, you a bummer (Uh)
Ayy, shawty what's your number?
I sold a lot of narcotics
I swear I don't want it (yeah)
I'm looking for some other rappers
With some good numbers
Label me with the flyest
Label me with the highest (High)
Made me drink, we got it (Up, up)
If I supply it they buy it
I used to run it, now the world know Shy-est
(Uh) all of this money piling (Uh)
I just can't say goodbye to it (yeah)
(Never can say goodbye, no, no)
Cannot say, ho
(Never can say goodbye, no, no)
I'm locked in this bitch
Showin' my motherfuckin' deal, man
(yeah, Never can say goodbye, no, no)
What the fuck I gotta do?
(Never can say goodbye, no, no, yeah)
Dolph, what it do, my nigga?
They don't make 'em like us no more (yeah)
Real niggas on, Glizzy Gang, Paper Route uh
Man, how the fuck'd I get into this shit
Man? Fuck it
I fucked up and fell in love with her
(The streets) made my first six figures off
Of drugs with her (For real)
Smoking weed with the robbers
Sipping syrup with killers (It's Dolph)
Sunday morning I'm in church but
I'm a drug dealer (Dope boy)
This relationship that we
Share is unbreakable (I love you)
Your spot bitch you got in
My heart is irreplaceable (I swear)
Grandma tried her best to get me
To stay away from you (RIP)
Remember when I got locked and I
Caught my first case with you (Goddamn)
You taught these fuck niggas
And shiesty bitches (Fuck 'em)
That's why my motherfucking trigga
Finger always itchin'
They want me to leave you
Alone since I started rapping (Damn)
Dolph saying goodbye to the streets
That would never happen (Hell nah)
For real it's like no matter what I do
Where I go what I'm doing
Whereever I'm at
Across the country doing shows
Fucking with bad hoes
Always wanna go back to the trap amen, damn
I love the streets that's why I'm
Fucking up in high school
I'm breaking rules selling
Shoes skipping homeroom (Fuck that)
I've seen the youngest niggas
Pull up on assassins
On the old school nigga trunk slamming (yeah)
In the streets you can be a ho
In these streets you can be a boss
You wanna be a hood legend
You gotta make a choice
Either selling hard nigga or
Your playing sports (Ha)
Ain't no diploma in these
Streets just more drama (Hey)
Side bitches who ain't shit jelous baby mamas
I done made it out the streets
Thank God I started rapping (Amen)
But those streets are still in
Me damn I miss trapping
Yeah like all I know is these streets (yeah)
These streets made me bruh for real
Shy Glizzy, what's poppin'?
My future looking scary
I keep on selling heroin (Uh)
Screaming free the gang fuck the
Victim and the jury (Gang, free gang)
Just cop me some jewelry
Your bitch tell me she dare me (Bur, bur)
Diamonds very pretty, oh, shit my eyes blurry
Young Jefe, I'm a stunner, you a bummer (Uh)
Ayy, shawty what's your number?
I sold a lot of narcotics
I swear I don't want it (yeah)
I'm looking for some other rappers
With some good numbers
Label me with the flyest
Label me with the highest (High)
Made me drink, we got it (Up, up)
If I supply it they buy it
I used to run it, now the world know Shy-est
(Uh) all of this money piling (Uh)
I just can't say goodbye to it (yeah)
(Never can say goodbye, no, no)
Cannot say, ho
(Never can say goodbye, no, no)
I'm locked in this bitch
Showin' my motherfuckin' deal, man
(yeah, Never can say goodbye, no, no)
What the fuck I gotta do?
(Never can say goodbye, no, no, yeah)
Dolph, what it do, my nigga?
They don't make 'em like us no more (yeah)
Real niggas on, Glizzy Gang, Paper Route uh